shade

all welcome! before iv's disappearance.

Tonravik moved toward the nellayok object in the near-distance. She had traveled far, and to be home.. she scarcely wanted to leave it. She had once before, and would not wander so far again. Her muzzle suffered some new wounds, but all superficial. They would be healed, and that battle was long forgotten. It was midday, and Tonravik lay curled beneath the rough bark of the landmark that stretched a long while through the deciduous area. Tonravik did not hunger at all, having been exceptionally well fed the past couple of days.

Now, she only desired to sleep it off. The leader had patrolled, and all was well. The woman would take her well-deserved rest, and closed her eyes, beginning to doze.